It was this moment that the two brothers finally took note of me. It's not that I care anyway.

The blond glared at me, mostly likely accusing me of being just as Leto nut as Rose. "Tell me, do you believe in this crap too?" Rose glared at him as he spoke those.

I shrugged my shoulders, staring straight ahead. My mind blank, my heart empty, an overwhelming sense of numbness coursing through me. "You want to know what I think?" I didn't give time to respond as I continued, "Life is nothing but a barren wasteland. A land where nothing grows. No trees. And the ones that do grow die before it could bloom its first leaf. The sands are soaked with rivers of blood and dead skeletons, and the sky is just an endless gray, a mocking reflection of hopelessness, empty promises, religious fanatics, and idiots who mock people's beliefs. Everything in life is insignificant. People kill each other in an attempt to runaway from their own meaningless life, finding significance in the suffering of others. Look at what mankind has to offer. Genocide, war weapons, people who just won't shut up about their religion, and arrogant nerds that just can't tell when people don't give a fuck. The moon is a reflection of God's eyes staring down on you, smirking at your worthlessness. You keep praying, telling him to kill you already, but he doesn't knowing that living is a fate worse than death. You just lay down on the road, trying to get run over. But that doesn't happen, so you are left with a feeling desolation, an intense feeling of emptiness. But you try… You get into several relationships, but it never lasts. It's hard to feel love when your heart is nothing but a black hole at this point. Nothing comes out. No happiness, no joy, no love, no anger, no bitterness, and no sadness. Just a void of emptiness. Empty. Empty. Empty. So, you trudge home to stand in front of the mirror asking yourself 'why am I still alive?' You hold a bottle of beer in one hand and a gun in the other. You keep telling yourself one day you're going to pull the trigger. And now you are just sitting here, listening in on this religious vs science debut, and every second another piece of you dies inside. Until you finally figure out it. Cracked the code for such a meaningless existence. This emptiness you feel...it's your despair. You never felt such an emotion filled with bleakness and hopelessness. An emotion drowning you in a sea of nothingness." I lied down, my face pressed against the bench. "I hate my life."

I could feel several pairs of eyes staring at me, but I didn't care. This world sucks!

"She's got to be the most depressing girl we've ever met!"

That was Ed's voice. I didn't bother correcting him.

"You need help!"

That was Rose.

I dug inside my bag until I felt something small and hard. I pulled it out. It was my cellphone! So, I didn't leave my cellphone behind?!

"False alarm everybody!" I shouted, gleefully.


(A/N: What do you think? Just a small snippet of a possible new story I'm working on.)